In 2018, my husband of seven years suddenly left me and our five-month-old daughter. It was my second year out of the classroom, serving as an educational consultant. I remember going to schools to work with educators while having intense panic attacks. I struggled to breathe, battled embarrassing gastrointestinal symptoms, and quickly fell into an extreme health crisis—all while still showing up every day to serve others.

Only a small handful of people knew what I was going through. Everyone else watched me continue to give more than I had to ensure they and their students were taken care of.

I was performing FOR my worth, terrified that if I stopped, I would lose everything.

When my health crisis became so severe I could barely care for myself or my baby, I fell to my knees and cried out to God: "I literally cannot make it another moment without you. I give everything to you."

I promised Him when He brought me out of the wilderness, I would dedicate my life to ensuring others never had to experience what I had.

That promise is why I'm here.